Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

He looked at Ling Feng, then at Ning Rongrong in Ning Fengzhi's arms.

“Your daughter is still young, it’s too early to say these things.”

"But what I want to say is that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall might not be unable to get closer together."

Ling Feng gave his father a big thumbs up in his heart, as he had whetted Ning Fengzhi's appetite with just a few words.

Ning Fengzhi remained silent.

He understood the meaning behind Qian Gu Xiao Ye's words.

The Spirit Hall has a way, or rather, a possible way, to evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But this solution won't be given out for no reason.

In exchange, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School needs to make a choice.

Should we remain neutral and try to please both sides?

Or... stand with the Spirit Hall?

This choice is too heavy.

Ning Fengzhi looked down at his daughter in his arms, at her tender little face, at her peaceful sleeping face.

After a long while, he raised his head.

"Elder Qian Gu, if I may be so bold as to ask—how likely is this 'possibility'?"

Qian Gu Xiao Ye looked at him and slowly said, "If the sect leader believes it, then it's complete. If he doesn't believe it, then it's only one percent."

Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback, then gave a wry smile.

"Elder Qian Gu's words are as good as saying nothing."

Qian Gu Xiao Ye laughed.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a hint of certainty.

"Sect Master, that's all I can say. After all—"

He paused, then said, "Some things, once explained clearly, lose their effectiveness."

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

“What a great saying, ‘If you explain it clearly, it won’t work.’” He looked down at his daughter and said softly.

"Rongrong, you are so lucky. You've only been a hundred days old and people are already thinking about your future."

The baby seemed to sense something, and moved its little mouth in its sleep, letting out a soft whimper.

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter with eyes full of love.

A moment later, he raised his head and looked at Qian Gu Xiao Ye.

"Elder Qian Gu, Feng Zhi thanks you for your words today. This matter is of great importance. Please allow Feng Zhi to think it over carefully."

Qian Gu Xiaoye nodded: "Of course. Sect Master, there's no need to rush to answer. Your daughter is still young, and there's plenty of time."

He stood up and bowed to Ning Fengzhi.

"I have troubled you for a long time, and it is time for me to take my leave."

Ning Fengzhi quickly got up to see him off.

As he reached the door, Ling Feng suddenly turned around and glanced at the baby in Ning Fengzhi's arms.

The baby had woken up at some point and was looking at him with wide, dark eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

The baby even grinned, revealing a toothless smile.

Ling Feng turned around and followed his father away.

Behind him, Ning Fengzhi held his daughter and stood at the door, remaining motionless for a long time.

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Sword Douluo Chen Xin's voice came from behind, "You believe what they say?"

Ning Fengzhi didn't turn around, but said softly, "Uncle Jian, how far do you think Rongrong will go in the future?"

Chen Xin remained silent for a moment, then said, "At most, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can only have seventy-nine levels."

"Yes, level 79."

Ning Fengzhi murmured, "Level 79, that sounds really high."

"But in this era where titled Douluo are emerging one after another, what can someone at level 79 do?"

He turned around and looked at Chen Xin.

"Uncle Jian, if there really is an opportunity for Rongrong to break through this limit, do you think I, as her father, should strive for it?"

Chen Xin looked at him for a long time, then sighed softly.

"Sect Master, you already have the answer in your heart."

Ning Fengzhi didn't speak, but just looked down at his daughter in his arms.

The baby fell asleep again, a faint smile on its little face, as if it were having a sweet dream.

"Rongrong, oh Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi said softly, "Father doesn't know whether this step is right or wrong."

"But your father hopes that you will go further than your father in the future."

The night breeze blew by, lifting the hem of his clothes.

In the distance, the figures of the Spirit Hall members had already disappeared into the twilight of the evening.

The carriage drove out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's mountain gate and slowly traveled along the mountain road.

Night had fallen, and the moonlight, like water, spilled across the mountains and forests, casting a silvery white glow.

The wheels rolled over the gravel, making a soft rustling sound, and occasionally a night bird was startled and fluttered away into the distance.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was much more relaxed than when they arrived.

Qian Gu Xiaoye leaned against the carriage wall, closing his eyes to rest.

Dugu Bo sat cross-legged, with a faint dark green mist swirling around him as he regulated his breathing.

Ling Feng and his two companions sat around a low table with several plates of snacks and a pot of hot tea on it.

"Boss, do you think Ning Fengzhi will agree?"

Jin Chen was the first to lose his temper and asked in a low voice.

Ling Feng picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and didn't rush to answer.

Qian Renxue glanced at him and said softly.

"I think Ning Fengzhi is a smart man. Smart people tend to think things through a lot before they act."

"Thinking too much makes it easy to hesitate." Jin Chen scratched his head.

So, should we agree or not?

Jin Chen has never liked these roundabout ways.

Dugu Bo opened his eyes and gave a sinister laugh.

"Little brat, do you think winning over the leader of one of the top three sects is as simple as buying a cabbage?"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has been established for a thousand years, always playing both sides and never clearly taking sides."

“That kid Ning Fengzhi looks gentle and mild, but he’s shrewd as a whiz.”

Jin Chen protested, "But he was clearly very interested! His eyes lit up when the boss said it could help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolve!"

"Being tempted is one thing, making a decision is another."

Dugu Bo snorted coldly.

"Behind him are the pressures of two great empires, as well as those small sects that depend on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"One wrong step and you lose everything. If you were in that situation, would you dare to place a bet so easily?"

Chapter 63 Departure, The Peril of the Nine-Hearted Begonia

Jin Chen opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Qian Gu Xiaoye opened his eyes and glanced at his son.

"Feng'er, what do you think?"

Ling Feng put down his teacup and pondered for a moment.

“Father, Senior Dugu is right, Ning Fengzhi won't make a decision easily. But…”

He paused, then said, "He will definitely make a decision."

"Oh?" Dugu Bo became interested. "Tell me about it."

Ling Feng said, "The shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda have been a source of anxiety for the successive sect leaders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

“Ning Fengzhi is only in his early forties and has plenty of time, but his daughter has just been born and he already has to start planning for her.”

He looked at Qian Renxue and said, "Xiaoxue is right. Smart people think things through before they act."

"But precisely because they think so much, they are clearer about what is truly important."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not short of money, status, or connections. What they lack is an opportunity to break through their limits."

Ling Feng's gaze fell on the moonlight outside the window.

"This opportunity cannot be given by the two great empires, nor by the Haotian Sect, nor by the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex."

“He knew in his heart that perhaps only our Spirit Hall could give him that.”

Qian Gu Xiao Ye nodded slightly.